The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Chongyue's words reminded Xiang Jinsong that after years of planning and arrangement, the Xiang family army had been distributed to various states of Daxia. If His Majesty only wanted to send the Xiang family army to fight, he would be cutting off the foundation that the Xiang family had worked hard to build over the years.

Xiang Jinsong was silent for a moment, then looked at Chongyue's furrowed brows and said with a smile, "

"Your Majesty is a cautious man. There are many things that can be done with an army of 700,000. Your Majesty will not allow the entire Xiang family army to go on the expedition."

That being said, Xiang Jinsong couldn't guess the emperor's mind, so he could only try his best to make all the necessary preparations in case of emergency.

Liang Chongyue and his grandfather went to the dining room together. Only his two uncles were sitting there. None of the women were there. It must have been his grandfather's order.

"Chongyue, come and sit down. My uncle asked the chef to make your favorite dishes. You look thinner. You should eat more today."

The uncle was still as optimistic and cheerful as usual, and Liang Chongyue felt a lot better just hearing his clear voice.

"Thank you, uncle."

Liang Chongyue sat next to his grandfather. After all the dishes were served, Liang Chongyue started eating to fill his stomach.

While his grandfather and two uncles were arranging the next things, Liang Chongyue did not forget to listen attentively while eating.

When Liang Chongyue heard his grandfather asking his uncle if he knew anyone who could detoxify the poison, he had just finished a bowl of porridge. He picked up the preserved vegetable buns in front of him and ate while listening.

"There are many folk doctors who know this, but this poison has been lost for many years since the late emperor ordered the hunting down of the Miao people, and my son has never known anyone who can cure it."

Upon hearing this, Liang Chongyue exchanged a glance with his grandfather. He never expected that even his third uncle, who had traveled across the Great Xia and done business all over the world, did not recognize the expert who could detoxify the poison.

It seems that all hope now lies on Lianchi. He crawled out of the cave of thousands of snakes and was previously poisoned by a Gu, which is very similar to Yan Yang.

I just don't know if he has figured out the true meaning of the poison since I haven't taken care of him for all these years.

"Uncle, there's a master in the North who uses poison. I need a lot of medicine to bring to the North. It's the end of the year now, and I know it's very tight schedule to ask for it suddenly. But looking at Da Xia right now, only Uncle can do this. Please help me."

Xiang Huachang has earned enough money in the world over the years with the support of Duke Dingguo's Mansion. He also knows what his father and Chongyue are thinking. The Xiang family has indeed reached a critical moment.

Money is something external to the body, which you cannot bring with you when you are born and cannot take with you when you die. Even if it is all spent, as long as my father and Chongyue win this game and the Xiang family overcomes this difficult time, it will be worth it.

"Don't worry, Chongyue, as long as you ask, as long as uncle has it, uncle will definitely get it for you, even if he doesn't have it."

Liang Chongyue picked up the teacup, used tea instead of wine, and raised the cup to his third uncle:

"Chongyue thanks uncle."

Xiang Huachang waved his hand indifferently:

"Why are we as a family so polite?"

Liang Chongyue has become accustomed to the Xiang family's unconditional support and dedication to her. Even though blood ties them together on the same boat, they support each other as they sail in the dark river, chasing the vague dawn in the distance.

"Don't worry, Chongyue. I'll find you a master who can remove the poison. Even if I have to go to the old ruins in Miaojiang that have been razed to the ground, I will definitely find him for you."

Whenever Xiang Huayang thought about Jingchuan's burial, his three brothers were not at home, his father had gray hair, and he was the only one to keep vigil, night after night, he could not help but talk to Jingchuan through the coffin.

It was as if Jingchuan was still alive and was still the young boy following behind him, and he accompanied Jingchuan for those seven days.

Only by taking over the northern border can the war be completely ended and the Xiang family will not suffer bloodshed and sacrifice generation after generation.

In the past, he always thought that the final fate of the Xiang family was to die on the battlefield, until his younger sister gave birth to Chongyue, the most capable and powerful child in the royal family and Xiang family for generations.

He firmly believed that Chongyue could conquer the northern border and end the fate left by the Xiang family's ancestral precepts. He loved Daxia, but he did not want to accept his fate.

The two families fought together for this world. More than a hundred years have passed, but only the Xiang family is still bleeding and sacrificing on the battlefield. This is unfair.

Liang Chongyue knew that such people were hard to find. It had been several decades since the Emperor ordered the massacre of the Miao descendants. Even if there were still Miao descendants surviving in the world, they would hide their identities and live in secluded corners, just hoping to live their lives in peace.

"Thank you, little uncle. It's hard to find descendants of Miaojiang. Even if we find them, they may not help the court. Chongyue won't force it. If we can't find them, Chongyue has ways to deal with that person."

Liang Chongyue was the first person in the Xiang family to know what was in his uncle's mind. Like his mother, his uncle was born and raised at the border. What he heard most every day was the painful wails of the soldiers when they were carried back.

My uncle and mother grew up in that environment until they were seven years old before returning to the capital. No one in the entire Daxia wanted peace in the world and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment more than the Xiang family.

It can be seen that after experiencing so many separations and deaths, returning to the capital and seeing those royal relatives and dignitaries drinking and chatting every day, completely unaware of the difficulties and dangers of the border, naturally resentment of injustice would arise in his little heart.

When Liang Chongyue left the Marquis' Mansion, it was her uncle who saw her off to the carriage.

"Don't worry, Chongyue, my uncle has arranged everything. Just go ahead and do it without any worries."

Liang Chongyue said goodbye to his uncle with a smile. Only the two of them understood the deep meaning behind the look they exchanged before getting on the carriage.

When Liang Chongyue returned to the princess's mansion, the carriage had already stopped outside Changshengtian. As soon as he got off the carriage, Liang Chongyue saw seven or eight packages outside Changshengtian.

Liang Chongyue got off the carriage with Yun Ling's help, but his eyes were fixed on the packages.

"How is this going?"

The color of the package was very plain, and the material seemed to be what her family would use. Liang Chongyue turned to look at Yun Ling, waiting for her to give an explanation.

Before Yun Ling could say anything, the gate of Changshengtian was pushed open from the inside, and a monk in a moon-white robe slowly walked out. His sleeves fluttered quietly in the cold wind, like a lone crane in the clouds, without a trace of worldly fireworks.

When Yun Ling saw someone coming out, she turned to the direction the person came from and whispered in His Highness's ear:

"That's the one who brought them back safely. These packages belong to him. I suggested we put them in an empty hall nearby, but the monk didn't want to. He said the things inside are noisy and need to be placed on the snow for safety."